Chapter 131: Leonard's Investigation

Kingdom of Loen, the capital of East Chester County, Storn City.

After leaving the manor and entering the villa, Audrey finished entertaining the noble children here, and sent her servants to the Bavat Bank to withdraw a sum of cash.

At this point, she doesn't need to worry about anything anymore, she can easily repay the 2,000 pounds owed to Mr. "Fool"'s family and pay 1,800 pounds to Mr. "World" from the "psychologist" characteristic.

A quarter of an hour later, Audrey opened the door of the bedroom, glanced at Anne, the personal maid not far away who was supervising the work of the servants, and looked down at the big golden retriever dog squatting by the wall, with a smile on her face, her voice lowered, and her eyes sparkling said:

"Susie, you will have a gift later, are you looking forward to it?"

If it were Audrey in the past, she would definitely say "Susie, your gift has arrived", so that the golden retriever will find that she can get real items in the room, and this is easy to make the recent hard-working Susie, who had basic knowledge of mysticism, guessed in the direction of ritual magic.

Changing the rhetoric, it would turn out that Audrey received a mysterious letter/message in her bedroom confirming that the gift was about to arrive, and there are just too many possibilities.

Susie read Audrey's heartfelt joy and sincere attitude, subconsciously opened her mouth, vibrated the air, made a sound, and asked what the gift was, but she keenly noticed that Audrey's personal maid, Anne, moved closer When I came over, I was vigilant and gave up my original idea.

She returned to the state of an ordinary dog, slowly wagging her tail to express her joyful and expectant emotions.

After intentionally finding an excuse to go outside and wander around, Audrey entered the "Chemistry Laboratory" specially assigned to her, and placed the characteristics and auxiliary materials of the "Psychiatrist" on the long table one by one.

"Susie, do you remember the process of mixing the potion last time?" She cleared her throat, straightened her back, and played the role of the teacher with great interest.

"Wang, remember!" Susie already understood what her gift was, and was very happy for a moment, "Wow" out loud.

Audrey said casually:

"You try to make it yourself."

Susie looked down at her paws, and suddenly fell silent.

Audrey was startled for a moment, and then fell silent for a short while.

After a few seconds, before the golden retriever opened his mouth, she pursed her lips and said with a smile:

"Okay, Susie, don't need to open your mouth. I know what you want to say. You want to express that you are just a dog and can't make potions, right?"

So embarrassing, so embarrassing... At the same time, the elegant and dignified Audrey covered her face in her heart.

"Woof!" Susie nodded vigorously.

Audrey seized the opportunity, turned around, and quickly prepared the "Psychiatrist" potion.

She had asked Susie before, and knew that the other party had completely digested the potion on Wednesday this week.

It's less than two months in total... Well, a large part of the reason is that Susie is relatively unnoticed. She can run around in the manor and villa at will, listen to other people's private discussions, and "read" the maids Her true thoughts... This is also very good, she would share it with me, if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't know that many people's thoughts have such a dark side, but they are usually normal and kind... Audrey gave the potion Pour into a bowl and place on the ground.

She watched Susie go by,

I started to lick, and I couldn't help but have a little expectation in my heart:

"Susie may also be affected by the potion and become emotionally unstable.

"But it doesn't matter, 'Psychiatrist' Ms. Audrey is ready to 'soothe' at any time! Well, I prefer the name 'psychoanalysis', which looks more professional."

Audrey's beautiful emerald eyes stared at Susie the golden retriever dog seriously, and found that the pupils of the other party gradually faded and stood up, and there seemed to be dark golden scales growing under the thick hair, which belonged to Susie. The spirituality of the house is constantly spreading outward, as if it is intertwined with the space of the entire villa.

After calming down her slightly nervous emotions, Audrey focused on observing Susie's state. As long as the other party showed any abnormality, she would immediately use the extraordinary ability of "psychoanalysis".

Suddenly, Susie's voice sounded in her ears:

"Audrey, I succeeded!"

"..." Audrey didn't know what to say for a moment.

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In the dream, Daisy returned to the East Side, back to the old apartment where she lived for many years.

She pushed open the door and saw her mother, Liv, and her sister, Freya, were hard at work washing and washing clothes.

Daisy suddenly became happy and was about to join them in ironing.

Just then, she heard a knock on the door.

She turned her head and found that the visitor was a young man in black and white checkered police uniform.

The police officer with black hair and green pupils, his appearance was a bit blurry, holding a notebook and a pen, he asked:

"In the Capin case, what was left unsaid besides what you have already told?"

"Those are not important things." Daisy replied rather confusedly.

The handsome police officer looked down at the notebook and said:

"It's okay, I'm willing to listen."

Daisy looked back at the hanging clothes, and felt that she seemed to have forgotten something.

She honestly described the trivial details, and finally said:

"...After I was kidnapped, my mother and sister commissioned a private detective to find someone. He is Mr. Sherlock Moriarty. He is a good man. Although he couldn't find me directly, he contacted the reporter afterwards and helped I'm fighting for compensation from the foundation..."

The black-haired and blue-eyed police officer looked up again, glanced at Daisy, and said with a warm smile:

"Very well, I am very satisfied with your answer.

"Do you remember what that private detective looked like?"

Daisy nodded, and was not surprised to see Mr. Sherlock Moriarty appear beside her.

With a bushy beard and gold-rimmed glasses, the great detective looked exactly as she remembered him.

After the black-haired and blue-eyed police officer took a deep look, Daisy didn't know when he left, nor why the mother and sister in the room suddenly disappeared.

She ran around the East District, looking for a familiar figure, and finally woke up in strong depression and sadness, staring at the dark ceiling of the school dormitory, and was stunned for several seconds.

Daisy didn't make a sound, turned her body sideways, and buried most of her face in the pillow.

On the edge of the pillow, the traces of wetness gradually expanded.

It was Leonard Mitchell who entered Daisy's dream. Although he investigated the commonality of the two cases just to have his own time to do something, he still did not forget the superficial perfunctory. In the end, he really found out There is a problem.

"In both the Ranrus case and the Capin case, the private detective named Sherlock Moriarty and his friend Mike Joseph reporter appeared... Although they were only hovering on the edge of the matter, but It's also a direction of investigation, heh, that Sherlock Moriarty looks familiar, which wanted criminal could it be?" Leonard recalled what he saw in his dream, put on red gloves, and entered St. Samuel's Church bottom of.

As soon as he greeted the team leader Soest, he saw a companion approaching and handed over two thin pieces of paper:

"The situation of the red-eyed man in the Harvest Church you want to investigate is here."

"Thank you, do you want to have lunch together?" Leonard asked with a smile.

The Nighthawk shrugged his shoulders and said:

"No, as long as you stop giving me nightmares."

"Deal." Leonard accepted the documents with a smile.

He stood on the spot, didn't sit down in a hurry, and flipped through it casually:

"Emlyn White, a vampire, currently belongs to the Church of the Mother Earth... He was missing for a while, and his parents commissioned private detectives to find him. According to a gentleman named Stuart, this The matter was finally resolved by great detective Sherlock Moriarty."

The smile on Leonard's face gradually settled and became quite serious.

"Sherlock Moriarty?" He repeated the name in his mind.

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Klein was not in a hurry to find opportunities for real acting, and wandered around the port city of Oravi Island as a traveler, looking for short-term relaxation in a tense life with no gaps.

This city is dominated by new immigrants from Loen. The food style is not much different from the east coast of the Kingdom. The difference is that there are fresh and rare fruits and various seafood here, which can be considered a bit unique.

Here is rich in natural resources, and it is at the key point of the safe waterway. People's lives are pretty good. Even farmers in the suburbs can save a certain amount of savings through orchards.

This is not to say that there are no poor people or lower classes in Olavi, but that this class is mainly served by the original slaves - the Loen Parliament has already passed the bill to abolish slavery.

Swallowing the juicy and sweet pulp, Klein looked at the darkening sky, turned the corner of the street, and entered a bar called "Sweet Lemon".

It is one of the most famous gathering places for adventurers in Oravi, where Klein intends to mix the two remaining auxiliary materials of "Master of Puppets" - the more common dragon tree bark and the golden spring water of Sonia. together.

At this time, the bar was already quite lively. There were many people around the boxing ring holding cups and cheering loudly. Around the tables, people who seemed to be adventurers exchanged various rumors in low voices.

Klein was about to squeeze towards the bar when he suddenly heard his name.

"...I'm Gehrman Sparrow. You should know who I am. I got a treasure map and need to hire some helpers. It's not because I'm afraid, but because I can't lift so much treasure by myself... …" A green-eyed man in his thirties held half a glass of spirits and said to two men and two women who were businessmen or adventurers in the corner.

Your name is also Gehrman Sparrow? The treasure map...why does it sound like a hoax... The story of me hunting the "Speaker" came here from Bayam? Well, it should be through telegrams and passengers, so many people know my name and deeds, but they don’t know my appearance... Then some crooks seized this opportunity and pretended to be me to deceive people... Klein suddenly understood close to the past.

The green-eyed man took a sip of the spirits, slammed the cup on the table and said:

"No or Yes, I don't mind, but I hate being made to wait!

"Don't you want to be like 'Smart Talkers'?"

A young man on the opposite side said with some fear:

"I know you are a powerful adventurer..."

"So?" The green-eyed man interrupted the other party's words.

At this moment, he felt his collar tighten, was picked up abruptly, and thrown towards the door.

Klein didn't explain anything, and threw the guy out without expression.

Then he drew his revolver, aimed where the green-eyed man had fallen, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!

As soon as the green-eyed man fell to the ground, he saw sparks splashing from the ground under his crotch. He was so frightened that the cruel words on his lips flowed back in an instant, and he fled the bar on the ground.

Without any other words, his weakness directly proved that he was not Gehrman Sparrow.

Klein ignored the stupefied dupe, politely blew on the muzzle of the gun, and stuffed the revolver back under his arm.

Then, in a quiet atmosphere startled by the gunshots, he walked slowly towards the bar.

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